Sarah watches in amusement.

“It wasn’t like she had much hope. I was speaking to the staff here. The x-change plus pill they used on her is quite renowned in their industry. It comes from a highly sexed and very submissive doner. Honestly I’m surprised she lasted as long as she did.” Trey says. “We had a pool going and l’d bet she’d last a month at most before she ended up like this.” He shrugged. “But I don’t mind losing at the moment...” he confided as he sighed in pleasure.

Janet’s cheeks burned in shame as they talked about her and she took more cock in her mouth. She’d never felt so elated. Her shame was heightening the sexual tension that was almost unbearable.

“Yeah, Janet was always so strong willed and she failed to see the truth of things. She had a huge capacity for self delusion. I have to admit, seeing her strutting around as a five foot domme in her high heels was hilarious...” Sarah mocked.

Trey laughed derisively. “Yeah. I don’t know who she thought she was fooling. You could see it in her eyes she wanted to be a sub but her pride wouldn’t let her... pride comes before a fall huh?” Trey blinked as Janet’s ministrations started to bring on a familiar tingling. He gripped her head to make sure she couldn’t pull back.

Janet had been angling her head experimentally in an effort to deep throat his overlarge member and made a muffled mewl as his cock thrust deep into her throat and his balls came to rest against her chin, her nose buried in the wiry curls of his pubic hair. Her eyes widened as he came, literally **** feeding her. She didn’t taste much but felt her stomach filling with warm spurts of jism. “You ever tried Foie gras?”